Chapter 86 Entangled with Love and Hate

Yvonne looked up at Benson sitting across from her. He was dressed in a plain knitted sweater and loose casual pants, lounging lazily on the sofa cushions, his eyes shining softly. His smile was gentle, and the lines at the corners of his eyes seemed to speak of endless warmth, looking no different from a genuinely loving husband. However, Yvonne knew all too well that he was not her ideal partner. In this cozy room, the children's laughter and the sunlight streaming through the windows painted a harmonious family picture on the carpet. As Yvonne gently soothed little Emma in her arms, she occasionally exchanged glances with Benson. There was no intense emotional fluctuation in her eyes, only a faint helplessness and indifference. She knew that arguing with him was fruitless, so she chose to remain silent. The oppressive atmosphere gradually enveloped the room. Benson realized he wasn't getting the reaction he wanted here, but he didn't seem disappointed. His gaze remained fixed